Triumph For My Magic Steel – Rhapsody

Flies to where old dragons are lying the cry for the triumph for my magic sword Burns the pride of my mighty conscience while rises the sceptre of our wise lord So thunder and storm, the rage of the sword the fury of my war The axe of the dwarf, the blood on the stone the scream for the eternal

Rage in the wind at the triumph for my magic steel you will taste the blade of the ancient sword… and Rage in the wind at the triumph for my magic steel led by hundreds of mighty and fallen lords

Dead, laments and unholy sorrow The heads of the fallen are staining the snow May this be the last hated cruel war I’m looking at my skies but they answer not! So thunder and storm, the rage of the sword the fury of my war The axe of the dwarf, the blood on the stone the scream for the eternal

Rage in the wind at the triumph for my magic steel you will taste the blade of the ancient sword… and Rage in the wind at the triumph for my magic steel led by hundreds of mighty and proudly fallen brave lords

Old cathedrals dusty graves where nest the seeds of holy victory

Another lyric:

Dawn Of Victory – Rhapsody Fire is raging on the battlefield while Arwald is fighting the war of the kings The army of Dargor, the […]...